And in the world a heart of darkness, a firezone, where poets speak their hearts then bleed for it. Jara sang, his song a weapon, in the hands of love. You know his blood still cries from the ground. It runs like a river to the sea. We run like a river runs to the sea.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11551 | 2022-01-11 07:30:21 | 65.19 | 97% |
| 10960 | 2021-05-29 11:12:26 | 70.40 | 96% |
| 10309 | 2021-04-18 15:14:14 | 66.69 | 96% |
| 2685 | 2020-07-26 14:48:22 | 57.25 | 96% |
| 2511 | 2020-07-18 13:25:36 | 51.69 | 95% |
| 1947 | 2020-06-12 17:56:26 | 52.13 | 95% |
| 624 | 2020-03-29 09:51:09 | 49.96 | 98% |